Lily singing

I am a little lily growing on the edge of the cliff. The night wind gently licks my cheek. I sing sadly and sing one song after another. The flower buds on the head are called tumors by the grass next to them. They laugh. I mocked me and said that I was a weed that didn't know how to be thick, and the tears fell unconsciously. The wind mother gently patted my little brain: "Good boy, don't be sad, it will bloom."

"Hey," a burst of gunshots awakened me from my sleep. I opened my eyes in horror. It was supposed to be a pale blue sky. At this moment, it was covered with dark clouds. A beautiful antelope was panicked by the hunters. Running towards this side, the wind blew, the air filled with the breath of death, the male and female antelopes stopped at the edge of the cliff.

"What should I do?" The female antelope looked at the abyss under her feet, and took a few steps of fear. She turned her head and said to the male antelope. The male antelope looked down and meditated. For a moment, he looked up at the sky, sighed and said with a firm voice. "I jumped first, then you stepped on my back and jumped to the opposite cliff."

"No, then you will die, I don't want to die together." The beautiful eyes of the female antelope are full of tears. "Don't be stupid." The male antelope gently licked the female antelope and comforted her and said, "For our sake. Children, do you have to live well to know? No time, get ready." Looking at the closer hunter, the female antelope nodded obediently.

The male antelope stepped back a few steps and ran hard forward. I stunned and the hunter was stunned. The thick black clouds passed through a golden light and shone on the male antelope, making him look so The nobleness, the dazzling, the radiance of his eyes, is so firm, so unstoppable, as if interpreting the meaning of life, the long mane is shaking in the wind, the male antelope uses his body It formed a rainbow bridge and continued another life... The female antelope stepped over the rainbow bridge and flew to the other side, while the male antelope was like a broken kite, falling heavily.

The hunter has long since left, or if there is a tear on the top of a female antelope, I really doubt that it will be just a dream.

The ink-like sky doesn't know when it is full of stars. They squint and shine like diamonds. I sing and sing the songs and sway, revealing the infinite sadness. The tears of the female antelope gradually moisten into me. My mind, nourishing into my heart, I am blossoming... A white lily under the night wind shakes its head and sings a song of life, a song of true love.

The third day of Lechang New Times Middle School, Shaoguan City, Guangdong Province: Deng Linhuan